Date: Fri, 1 Aug 2003 17:57:55 +0100
From: Gymnopedies
Subject: Sexual Development - chapter 7
The usual disclaimers apply: don't read if you are prohibited by location,
are under legal age, or if you are likely to be offended by explicit
descriptions of gay sex. The story is pure fiction and is not based on any
actual events.
Gymnopedies August 2003
gym@softhome.net
Sexual Development - Chapter 7: Mutual Mensuration
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During Monday afternoon, Daniel and Jason found themselves the centre of
attention as curious classmates attempted to find out what had happened in
their session with the doctor that morning. Two of the boys in the class,
Craig Williams and Trevor Spencer, were partnering each other in the study;
they been given an appointment for Wednesday afternoon and so were of
course especially interested to find out what they could expect. Jason
remained stubbornly close-mouthed about the whole thing and so it was left
to Daniel to try and field the constant trickle of questions. If it had
just been Craig and Trevor, Daniel might have been a little more
forthcoming, but many of the questions came from girls and there was no way
he could talk about things like that in front of girls.
"Did you have to get totally naked?" Karen Meggison asked, a gleam in her
eye as her gaze passed up and down Daniel's body, obviously mentally
undressing him.
"'Course they did," Joanne Lawless replied, jumping in before Daniel even
had chance to open his mouth. "Wish I could have been there to see it."
"You would have needed a magnifying glass to see anything, at least as far
as Middleton is concerned," laughed Simon McBride. "He hasn't exactly got
much to see."
"Listen to super stud McBride," said Daniel, quickly jumping to his
friend's defence. "I hear your date with Jennifer Harris didn't work out
too well."
"Shut it, Marshall," Simon snarled. "You don't know anything."
"Why, what happened?" Karen asked Daniel, suddenly very interested in
picking up the latest gossip. It was well known throughout the class that
Simon had been chasing Jennifer, a girl two years older than himself. Most
of his classmates thought he stood no chance at all with her.
Ignoring Simon's scowling and the threatening way he was shaking his head,
Daniel told them what he had heard. "Jennifer is spreading it around that
she only agreed to go out with him because one of her friends made a bet
that she wouldn't. She says that they were kissing and she put her hand on
the front of his trousers and he shot his load in his pants."
Simon's shouts of denial were drowned out by the laughter of the
surrounding teenagers.
With a sigh, Daniel slipped away from the group, relieved that attention
was now focussed on someone else, at least for the moment. He walked up to
Jason who had been standing off to one side, leaning on a desk.
"I wish you wouldn't keep doing that," said Jason, grumpily.
"What?"
"Rushing in to stick up for me whenever anyone says anything. I can fight
my own battles."
The boy's attitude took Daniel by surprise. "I'm sorry," he said, unsure
what else he could say.
"Yeah, well, just don't do it, ok?" Jason got up and walked away.
The rest of the afternoon seemed to drag by for Daniel. He and Jason spoke
to each other only when it was strictly necessary, even though were sitting
next to each other during most lessons. At least the questioning had come
to an abrupt end when he had lost his temper and snapped at a couple of
girls who, between fits of uncontrollable giggling, had been demanding to
know if the doctor had made them cum. After that it seemed most people
avoided him.
The final school bell of the day came as a relief. Daniel badly wanted to
make things up with Jason and had decided that the ideal time to do it
would be as they walked home together. At least then they would be able to
talk without anyone else around to make stupid comments. He packed his
books into his bag and turned to see if is friend was ready only to see
Jason's back disappearing out of the door. "Aw, screw him," he muttered to
himself, kicking a chair out of the way. If that's how Jason wanted to play
it.
It felt like a lead weight had settled in Daniel's chest. He'd picked at
his evening meal, not having any appetite at all, and had then gone up to
his room, telling his mother he was going to do some homework. However,
unable to concentrate, he quickly gave up on even the pretence of working
and lay on his back on the bed, staring blindly at the ceiling. He hated it
when he and Jason had a falling out. It didn't happen very often, and when
it did it was always over something trivial. It was also always over pretty
quickly; in no time at all they were friends again. He was sure that
tomorrow they would make up and it would be as if nothing had happened, but
somehow that didn't help the way he was feeling at the moment; angry and
hurt and guilty all at the same time.
He heard the telephone ring, twice, then it stopped. His mother must have
answered it. There was a short pause and then her voice came up the stairs.
"Daniel? Telephone."
He knew immediately that it was Jason. As he sauntered down the stairs,
deliberately making the boy wait, he decided to play things cool. Part of
him wanted to make up, part of him was still angry with the way Jason had
acted earlier. "Yeah?" he said, coldly as he picked up the phone.
There was a pause at the other end. Then, "Daniel, it's me."
At the sound of Jason's soft, slightly nervous voice, Daniel's intentions
of playing things cool went straight out of the window, he just wanted
things to be right between the two of them. "I'm sorry about earlier," he
said, quickly. "I didn't even realise I was jumping in like that."
"No, it's ok. I was fed up with people making jokes about me all the
time. I shouldn't have taken it out on you."
"Hey, just so long as you're not really mad at me."
They were friends again, as easy as that. For the next ten minutes or so
they talked about nothing in particular, yet still managing to find most of
it amusing.
"So when are we going to do this measuring?" Daniel asked, during a break
in the conversation. "We need to keep on top of it if we're gonna win you
that computer."
For a long moment there was silence on the other end of the line. "Yeah, I
suppose," Jason replied, not exactly sounding eager. "We have to do two a
week."
"At least," said Daniel. "He said that was the minimum. We should probably
do it more often than that if we want to win."
"Yeah, ok. How about tomorrow night?"
"Fine with me. Where should we do it?"
"Your house would probably be better. If we do it here and the runt gets to
know, he'll find some excuse to come bursting in while we're doing it."
"Ok." It was actually much better than ok. The thought that he was going to
have Jason naked in his bedroom made Daniel's head spin. "Come round after
tea tomorrow and we'll give it a go. I have all the stuff in my schoolbag;
I'll get that chart put up on the wall ready."
"Yeah. Oh, I have a message for you from the runt. He says to tell you that
him and Billy have to go see the doctor on Thursday morning. He also said
that he would be going to Billy's house on Saturday as usual. Can't imagine
why he thought you'd be interested in that, but I said I'd tell you just to
keep the little twerp quiet."
Daniel's stomach lurched and he suddenly felt sick. He was going to have
those two brats once more poking and probing at his body and this time it
would be even worse. He was probably going to have to let them jerk him off
and even put their fingers in his arse. Surely they wouldn't want to do
that? No, he decided, he was probably pretty safe there, not even those two
would want to actually poke around in another boy's arse hole.
"Daniel? You still there?" Jason's voice came through the phone.
"Yeah, er, sorry, mum was taking to me."
"Oh, for a second I thought we'd been cut off. I need to go anyway, dad
wants the phone. See you tomorrow."
"Yeah, bye." Daniel replaced the phone handset and returned to his room,
feeling, if anything, worse than he had earlier.
Tuesday was a fairly normal day. The lessons were boring, the teachers were
grumpy. Apart from Daniel asking if everything was still ok for that
evening and Jason saying yes, the boys avoided the subject of their
upcoming measuring session. One good thing was that Jason appeared much
happier than he'd been the previous afternoon, not even letting a "pencil
dick" jibe from Simon McBride get to him, and the boy's good mood began to
rub off on Daniel who decided that he would put off worrying about Saturday
until it actually arrived. After school, the boy's walked home together and
when it came time to go their separate ways, Jason said simply "See you at
around six."
"You ok, Daniel?" his mother asked during their evening meal. "You only
played with your food yesterday and you're not eating much of it today. I
hope you aren't coming down with something."
"No, I'm ok, really," Daniel replied, immediately making more of an effort
with his food so as not to give his mother an excuse for more
questioning. Then a thought occurred to him. His mother rarely came into
his bedroom when he was in there, and never without knocking first, but
just suppose she just happened to come up tonight while he and Jason were
both undressed. That would take some explaining. He decided this was a
situation best avoided. "Mum, you're not going out tonight are you?"
"No, I don't think so. Why?"
"Oh, I just wondered."
His mother gave him a suspicious look. "What have you got planned?
Obviously something you don't want me to know about, that's why you've been
acting so nervous."
Blushing, Daniel decided the easiest thing would be to tell her the
truth. "It's nothing like that," he said, putting emphasis on the word
"that" even though he wasn't entirely sure exactly what "that" was. "It's
this development study thing you signed me up for at school. Me and Jason
are partnering each other and one of the things we have to do is measure
each other every couple of days or so."
"Well, I assume you'll do that in your bedroom. So why do I need to be out
of the house?"
"You don't. It's just that for some of the measurements we need to sort of
get undressed and I didn't want you accidentally coming into my room while
we were doing it."
"Oh, I see." Daniel's mother gave a laugh. "You're going to be measuring
your private bits. Don't worry, I'll be sure to stay down here out of the
way until you let me know it's safe. Just make sure you stick to measuring
though and don't get carried away. I know what teenage boys are like. If
you make a mess on those bedclothes you'll be washing them yourself."
"Mum!" Daniel felt his face turn crimson.
For the rest of the meal, the boy avoided looking at his mother, who
obviously seemed to find his embarrassment quite amusing. As soon as he
thought he'd eaten enough to keep her happy he pushed his plate aside and
explained that he was going up to his room to get things ready.
The first job was to take a shower; he didn't want to be all sweaty and
smelly, especially considering where Jason would be touching him. The
shower was quick but thorough; he made sure he washed in all his little
nooks and crannies. As he soaped his dick he found himself starting to get
hard and for a moment he considered jerking off, but decided against it,
though resisting the impulse to rub himself took a fair amount of
effort. After drying off he pulled on some clean clothes and then glanced
around the room; it wasn't exactly tidy, but it would do. Gathering up his
discarded clothing, he headed downstairs to the laundry basket in the
kitchen. He was just about to set off back up the stairs when the sound of
the doorbell caused his heart to jump and his stomach to flip over. Why was
he so damn nervous? He knew the answer to that one. Trying to calm himself,
he opened the front door.
"Hi," said Jason. "Sorry I'm a bit early but I had to get out of the house
before the runt drove me nuts." He stepped inside the doorway. "He's heard
about the measuring from someone and guessed that was what I was coming
over here for. He's never shut up making smart comments from the moment he
walked in from school."
"Oh, well, I guess he was bound to hear about it eventually; I would think
almost everyone in the school knows by now. Besides, he'll have to do the
same things himself after Thursday." Daniel closed the door.
"Yeah, but the difference is, he's actually going to enjoy it, him and his
queer little friend playing with each other's dicks."
Daniel suppressed a sigh, he really wished Jason wouldn't say things like
that. "C'mon, let's get upstairs," he said, leading the way.
As they passed the lounge door they heard Daniel's mother call out above
the noise from the TV. "Hi, Jason. You boys have fun up there, but make
sure you concentrate on what you should be doing."
"What does she mean," asked Jason, following the other boy up the stairs.
"Oh, nothing. Just take no notice of her."
"You've told her, haven't you?" said Jason after a second. "You've told her
about the measuring."
"I had to," Daniel explained. "Unless you want her walking in on us while
we have our clothes off."
"You sure she won't anyway?"
"Don't worry. She loves to embarrass the hell out of me, but she's pretty
cool really; she's always given me my own space when I've wanted it. I
think we're safe." By this time they were in Daniel's room with the door
safely closed.
There was a long, nervous silence, as the boys stood looking at each
other. They both knew what they had to do, but somehow this felt very
different from how it had been with the doctor. Here there was no one to
tell them they had to get undressed which strangely seemed to make things
feel more awkward.
"I suppose we'd better make a start," said Daniel, eventually. He lifted
the front of his shirt ready to pull it over his head.
"Maybe we should do it one at a time," suggested Jason. "I measure you,
then you get dressed again while get I undressed, then you measure me."
"If you like," said Daniel, pausing with his shirt still looped over one
arm. "But don't you think it might feel a bit weird, being naked and
everything, while the other person is fully dressed?"
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Jason sighed. "I didn't think about it that
way." He began to pull off his own clothes.
Soon they were both down to just their briefs: Daniel's were blue, and a
little fuller than the skimpy black one's he worn the previous day; Jason's
had black and white vertical stripes and Daniel noticed that they looked a
little worn in places, though they didn't actually look to have any holes.
"Well, here goes," said Daniel, with a grin. He hooked his thumbs under the
elasticated top of his final garment and pushed downwards.
"Hold on," said Jason, quickly.
Daniel paused, bent over with his briefs half way down his thighs.
"There's no point in taking these off 'til we have to," Jason
continued. "We can do nearly all the measuring with them still on."
"Yeah, ok," said Daniel, trying to hide his disappointment as he pulled up
his underwear. He realised that he should have expected Jason to try and
avoid getting fully naked for as long as possible. He consoled himself with
the knowledge that eventually everything had to come off.
It didn't take very long to run through the list of measurements; they took
turns with the tape, Daniel enjoying every momentary contact his fingers
made with his friend's soft skin. He even dared to rest his hand on Jason's
chest as the boy stood against the wall chart to have his height
measured. However, taking the inside leg measurements proved to be a
further disappointment, as Jason pointed out that this could be done just
as easily with their briefs on as with them off. To make up for this,
Daniel deliberately allowed the backs of his fingers to brush against
Jason's cotton covered balls as he took extra care to get the end of the
tape in exactly the right position.
At last it was time for the final set of measurements.
"I suppose we really have to do this," said Jason, looking nervous and
uncertain.
"We do. Unless you want to go and explain to Adam why you've suddenly gone
all squeamish. Besides, I thought you wanted to win that computer?"
"You know I do," Jason frowned. "It's just that it doesn't feel right for
two guys to be touching each other like this."
Daniel's mind worked quickly to try and come up with something that would
convince Jason that they should carry on. "We're best friends, right?"
"Yeah, of course we are."
"Well if we have to do this, isn't it better that we do it to each other
rather than have someone else do it?"
"I guess."
"If best friends can't do this sort of thing for each other, who can?"
"Yeah, you're right," said Jason, reluctantly. "Let's get it over with. I
suppose I'd better try and get myself hard." He turned his back and his arm
began to move as if rubbing himself.
Feeling that disaster had been narrowly averted Daniel slipped off his
underwear, sat down on the edge of the bed and opening his legs, he began
to slowly stroke his dick. Watching Jason's brief clad rear and thinking
about how he would soon have the boy's hard cock in his hands caused his
own dick to begin to harden in no time at all. A short time later his was
stoking up and down a full erection. "How's it going," he asked.
There was slight pause before Jason answered miserably, "It's not." He
looked back over his shoulder then quickly looked away again as if
embarrassed to get an eyeful of Daniel's aroused organ prominently
displayed between his spread legs. "I can't even get it started."
"Maybe you're trying too hard," Daniel suggested. "Tell you what, leave it
for a minute while you measure me, then give it another go." He stood up,
his hard cock pointing out in front of him.
"I suppose," said Jason. He took his hand from inside his briefs and turned
back to face his friend. "It seems you didn't have much trouble," he noted,
as he picked up the measuring tape. With obvious reluctance he reached out
his hand and wrapping his fingers around Daniel's hard shaft, he made
several stroking movements along it, just as Adam had told him to do. "I
expect I'd better follow the instructions exactly," he said. "Though I
don't see how you could get much harder than this."
Daniel took slow steady breaths in an attempt suppress the groan that rose
up in his throat as result of feeling Jason's fingers around his
erection. He watched as his cock was pushed down until it was horizontal
whilst Jason carefully measured its length.
"!3.5 centimetres," said the blond haired boy. He wrote the measurement
down. "Congratulations, you've grown two millimetres since yesterday."
"I doubt it," said Daniel, with a smile. "Adam said the measurements might
vary a bit, I'll probably have gotten smaller again next time." He
momentarily closed his eyes as Jason once more took hold of his cock to
measure the circumference. Jason's fingers really did feel good. Daniel
imagined his friend rubbing up and down his erection, jacking him off, and
his cock gave a spasmodic jerk.
"Hey" Jason cried, suddenly letting go and aiming a worried glance at the
other boy. "You're not going to shoot or anything are you? I don't want
that stuff all over me."
"No, don't worry," Daniel replied, with a slightly embarrassed grin. "Seems
it has a mind of it's own. I guess it likes you."
"Yeah, very funny," said Jason, frowning. He cautiously resumed his
measuring, keeping actual physical contact with the engorged organ down to
an absolute minimum. "Well, that's yours done," he announced, as he filled
in the final measurement on the sheet. He put down the pen and glanced down
unhappily at the conspicuous lack of bulge in the front of his own
briefs. "Now I suppose I'd better try again."
"Well, if you want..." Daniel looked at his friend, his tone hesitant. "If
you like I'll see if I can get it hard for you. Maybe it'll be easier if
someone else is doing it."
"I don't know," said Jason, not exactly looking thrilled by the idea.
"Look, let's just give it a try," said Daniel, trying to sound a little
more confident. "If it doesn't work we can leave it for now and try again
later."
Jason appeared to consider the idea. After a couple of seconds he gave a
slight nod. "Go on then, give it a try. At least I know I can trust you not
to tell anyone that I needed help getting hard. What do you want me to do?"
"First thing, you'd better take those off," said Daniel, nodding towards
Jason's black and white briefs. "Then you need to get comfortable. How
about if you lie down on the bed? You could close your eyes if you like and
pretend it's someone else who's doing it to you."
"What exactly are you planning to do?" Jason asked, plainly still
uncomfortable with the situation. He slipped his briefs off and sat down on
the bed.
"I'm only going to rub it for you," said Daniel, trying not to look too
interested in Jason's now exposed groin. "Why, what did you think I was
going to do?"
Jason gave a shy smile. "I don't know. I just wanted to be sure it wasn't
any kinky stuff."
"I think we've got some spray cream in the fridge," Daniel laughed. "I
could spray it all over you and then lick it off, if you like."
"You'd better be joking, you fucking perv," grinned Jason, shaking his
head.
"You'll just have to wait and see, won't you? Now lie back, shut your eyes
and relax." Daniel put his hand against his friend's shoulder and gave him
an encouraging push.
Jason shuffled up the bed until he had his head on the pillow. "I'm still
not sure about this," he said, raising his head. "If anyone were to ever
find out about this... You're absolutely sure your mum is not about come
walking in?"
"Will you stop worrying?" sighed Daniel, himself sitting down on the
bed. "She promised me she'd stay out of the way." He nervously rested his
hand on the other boy's thigh, just below his groin. "Here goes. Try and
think sexy thoughts."
"That's not exactly easy to do when I have another guy playing with my
dick."
Daniel scrunched Jason's soft penis in his hand and squeezed, causing the
blond haired boy to yelp in surprise. "If you don't stop moaning it'll be
your balls next time," Daniel laughed.
Jason scowled but didn't say anything and a second later he closed his eyes
and let his head fall back on the pillow as Daniel began to slowly massage
his cock.
This was almost like Daniel's idea of heaven, having Jason naked on his bed
and being able to handle him in such an intimate way. His eyes travelled up
and down between the boy's groin and his cute face, trying to burn this
scene into his mind. The feeling of Jason's cock in his hand was
fantastic. He pulled on it, allowing it to slide smoothly through his
lightly clenched fist. After a few seconds he changed his technique,
squeezing the boy's penis with one hand whilst at the same time rolling his
foreskin between the fingers of the other. Jason wriggled a little as if
making himself more comfortable, but he didn't say anything and his eyes
remained closed. Daniel noticed that Jason's cock was definitely getting a
little firmer and he went back to pumping it with his fist whilst daringly,
with the other hand, he took hold of his friend's balls, gently rolling
them around. He was more than half way tempted to push his hand up between
the boy's legs and finger his arse hole, but decided that might be pushing
his luck just a little too far at this stage.
By now there was no mistaking the fact that Jason was well on the way to an
erection. He gave another wriggle and opened his eyes, watching Daniel's
hand pumping rhythmically on his cock.
"See, it's working. Looks like I've got magic hands," said Daniel, with a
smile.
"Looks that way," said Jason, giving a slightly forced smile in return. "I
think you can stop now though," he said, sitting up and at the same time
pushing Daniel's hands away. He replaced Daniel's hand with his own, giving
his dick a few firm strokes and bringing himself to full hardness. "Right,
let's get this measuring done."
Daniel was a little disappointed at this apparently sudden end to his few
moments of sexual pleasure. But even though the physical contact hadn't
been as prolonged or extensive as he might have liked, he had to admit that
it had still been much more than he had expected. And he still had the
measuring to come.
Jason got to his feet and picked up the folder and pencil, throwing the
tape to Daniel. "You do the measuring, I'll write it down."
Dropping to his knees, Daniel shuffled closer to his friend. His face was
about on a level Jason's erection and as he took hold of it and pulled it
down to the horizontal he suddenly felt an almost overwhelming urge to lean
closer and lick it. With an effort he resisted this temptation and quickly
turned his full attention to the job in hand, measuring the length of
Jason's cock and it's girth at the required places, calling out each
measurement so that Jason could write it down.
It was over all to soon. Daniel had run out of excuses to touch his
friend's cock. He got to his feet and tossed the tape across to his desk,
his own erection still as hard as ever and desperately needing
attention. "I guess we're done," he said.
"Yeah." Jason put down the folder and bent to retrieve his briefs. "We'd
better get some clothes on."
Daniel glanced down at his twitching erection then shot a quick look at
Jason's slightly smaller yet equally hard boyhood. "Unless you want to do
something about these first," he said, nervously, his mouth suddenly dry.
"What do you mean?" Jason paused, his briefs in his hand.
"I heard somewhere that it's not good for you to get all excited and then
not do anything about it. You can end up with blue balls. Maybe we ought
to, erm, you know, jerk off?"
"What, you mean here, in front of each other?"
Daniel shrugged. "It's not such a big deal. We've already seen each other
shoot."
"I don't know." Jason looked really uncomfortable with the idea. "I'm not
sure I could do that. I mean, we touch each other and stuff 'cos we have
to. But actually jerking off together would be different; it's the sort of
thing gays do. We don't want people to start thinking we're gay or
anything."
"No one would know," said Daniel.
"It doesn't matter," said Jason shaking his head. "It just wouldn't feel
right. Anyway, I need to get home." He pulled on his briefs and picked up
his shirt.
Daniel watched in silence as his friend dressed, making no move to put on
any clothing himself. He was annoyed with himself for trying to push things
too far. "You really have to go?" he asked as Jason fastened his shoes.
"Yeah, sorry. I told Mum and Dad I'd only be about half an hour and I've
already been a lot longer than that. They have to go out to some business
dinner or something connected with Dad's work so I have to stay in to keep
an eye on the runt; they won't leave him on his own."
"Oh, I see." Daniel felt a little better on hearing this, though he still
wasn't convinced that his suggestion hadn't had something to do with
Jason's sudden need to depart. "Look, about this daft jerk off idea. I
didn't mean..."
"Forget it," said Jason, with a smile. "I know I'm uptight about stuff like
that. I dunno, maybe some other time. Look, I gotta go. See you in the
morning." He briefly touched Daniel's arm before letting himself out.
Left alone in his room, Daniel considered the other boy's words. Had he
heard right? Had Jason really said "Maybe some other time"? He suddenly
realised he was grinning. "Maybe" was certainly good enough for now. He sat
down on his bed and made himself comfortable, leaning back with his legs
spread wide. It could well have been Daniel's imagination, but he was
almost sure the bed was still warm where Jason had laid. The fourteen year
old thought back to just a few minutes earlier when he'd had his hand
around Jason's hardening cock and held his balls in the palm of his
hand. He closed his eyes, concentrating on this image as he began to stroke
his own hard organ whilst at the same time holding his own balls. Jason had
such a hot body, so slim and smooth. Daniel pictured the two of them lying
naked, side by side on the bed, caressing each other. He imagined Jason
sliding down the bed, the touch of Jason's lips on his chest, the feel of
Jason's mouth around his hard cock. With a groan he felt the first streamer
of hot, white cum erupt from the head of his cock and splash across his
stomach and chest. His pumping became erratic and the rest of his cum
dribbled down his hand, dripping down to congeal in his pubic hair.
Exhausted, he lay back, panting. His fantasy might never become reality,
but at least he had the opportunity to get his hands on the boy of his
dreams. He glanced down at the wet splashes on his stomach and ran his
fingers through the sticky liquid, wondering if one day it might be Jason's
cum on his hands. Today was Tuesday, the first week's measurements had to
be handed in on Friday. Daniel was sure with a bit of encouragement Jason
could be persuaded to fit in another measuring session before then.
End of chapter 7
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